(Aaw, what a sweet story.
Is it over? Should we start a new one?)
OK! Who's to choose the next one?
I'll let someone else start. Drom?
Erm... what about... an improvised play acted out by A2Kers getting out of hand?
I'm not sure what you mean by that. Maybe that would be a good idea for a new thread?
One day, Melanie an Amsterdam mistress , looked out her window at the streets below hoping for the sight of a little red car.
> New story? <
In that little car was her future, her one hope for a better life.
(That could be an idea, KC)
Unfortunately, her car was not in sight; only a peculiar stain marked where it had once been.
Furthermore, witnesses claimed they saw a strange and unusual light in the sky shinning down on the very spot where the red car had been.
However, Melanie did not believe in UFOs...life on the streets had made her far too pragmatic to believe in all that nonsense.
She did however, believe in diamonds--in particular, the diamonds that were supposedly hidden in the quarter-panels of the red car that should have been right there on the street below her!
This was felony, Melanie thought; then Melanie was distracted because of how it rhymed, but she got out of her rhyme-induced trance and took the case to the one man who would know how to help her; Bill Cosby.
Yes, that Bill Cosby--he was, aside from being a comedian, the winner of Eight Gold Medals in the 1984 International Red Car Olympics and the foremost expert in the world on the history, maintenance, and worldwide cultural implications of red cars.
He had written a book, Red Cars and Other Follies, which sold remarkably well considering the title, which had been forced on him by the marketing department of Hamster, Hamster, and Wheel.
He had requested a meeting out at "Skinny Pete's Good Time Fiesta Tavern and Saloon/Restaurant", and there she waited for him, a bottle of tequila in hand, leaning on a stool at the end of the bar, wearing jeans and a black t-shirt with the words "Honk if you're horny" across the front of it in big white letters.
Bill Cosby came around looking impressed; they sat down and had a nacho-hat together, and Bill was enjoying himself so much that he had to stop before ordering three bottles of tequila, and the obligatory motel suite: but, this was no time for such hijinx; they needed to make a list of all the potential red-car robbers who knew Melanie & that she had diamonds in her car.
Unbeknownst to them, a junior commissioning editor from Hamster, Hamster & Wheel was sitting at the next table, trying to find a clue in their conversation to the sequel to "Red Cars'; her bosses had offered her 1% of the royalties if she could extract another best-seller from Cosby - or anyone with an original idea.
Fortunately Minnie Tricks, the junior editor from Hamster, Hamster & Wheel who wouldn't have known an original idea if it bit her, overheard "Chicago" and "diamonds" and, misinterpreting it to mean Wrigley Field, left at once for the airport.
(ROTFLMAO! Hamster, Hamster & Wheel...I know those folks!)
<Wheel is probably the female partner>
Bill and Melanie talked for awhile, then they drank, then they talked, then they drank some more...the next morning when she woke up, she was in Bill's apartment, he was lying next to her naked, and there were jell-o pudding pops wrappers all over the floor around them.
